On being stood up

I recently had a friend and client stand me up for a mentoring session.

When he saw the missed call, he texted to apologise. I said, "no worries, it happens," and suggested another time.

No response.

You’ve got to be kidding. Stand me up … and then ghost me? Really?

I would never, ever do that. I’d be mortified.

Clearly, he doesn’t respect me. Or value me. Or appreciate me.

Well, that’s the automatic response from my mind, anyway. Another bit of evidence that I’m not good enough, not lovable.

Except I know my friend. I know that’s not true. And I know his brain is wired differently to mine.

What’s more likely is that he saw my text, felt a little bit ashamed, so he didn’t respond immediately. And then it never entered his mind again.

And for me, another great opportunity to observe my mind, and then and choose a more empowering—and probably more accurate—interpretation.